Turn The Record Off

Distill your life for more
To sit around and argue that there's no meaning to restore
There's no comfort to the poor, anymore

You get a chance to flee
Clinging on to expectations and false realities
And your simple honesty, that you couldn't see

But turn the record off
And take back what you had lost
Just sit back and fight the cost for free

I don't mean to stare
I don't mind the talk or just the fact that you don't care
Or the way you've done your hair, it's just not fair

So entertain my mind
Slip inside your fantasy and just take what you can find
I haven't found what's mine, in time

But turn the record off
We can't help but count the cost
Just sit back and pretend your lost on me

As naive as we are
We've come so close but just as far
And someday you could claim that you are free

I'm sure you know the end
Your too old to forget it now, you and me can just pretend
That there's no one to offend, my old friend

But turn the record off
We can't help but count the cost
Just sit back and pretend your lost on me